Syriana Review (Sunday Business Post)

Syriana
Principle Cast: George Clooney, Matt Damon, Alexander Siddig, Chris Cooper, Jeffrey Wright
Review: Jonathan McCrea
‘Pay  attention’ was the advice passed on to those attending the press  screening of Syriana. It’s easy to see why; Syriana is like a day at  school with George Clooney as substitute teacher.
A geography,  politics, business and ethics lesson condensed into two hours, Syriana  is a dizzying piece of cinema. Switching from the Persian Gulf to  Marbella to Houston in a heartbeat, it follows the individual threads of  several characters each laden with their own problems.
A CIA spook  (Clooney) who’s lost a missile, an energy consultant (Matt Damon) who  finds favour with a Saudi Prince through the death of his on, a Texan  CEO (Chris Cooper) and a disgruntled Pakastani worker all have an  influence in the production and distribution of oil. When the merger of  two major energy corporations in the US is investigated for corruption,  the repercussions are felt at every level. Jobs are lost, power is  shifted, a nation is demonised, a terrorist is born.
It appears the  big studios are copping on to the public demand for a little more meat  in the casserole, so to speak. Films ‘with a message’ seem to be popping  up everywhere. Even the producers of The Legend of Zorro claimed that  their film mirrored ‘the very real threat of terrorism today’. While a  few of these efforts seem to have their lofty aspirations tacked on as a  marketing afterthought, Syriana is a genuinely intelligent film, borne  from considerable research by writer/director Stephen Gaghan.
Partly  inspired by former CIA agent Bob Baer’s book See No Evil (which  chronicles the author’s experiences in the Middle East), Syriana has  been likened to Soderbergh’s Traffic in both style and substance.
Both  penned by Gaghan, he himself has suggested that the two films do have  similar themes. Where Traffic dealt with the distribution of drugs,  Syriana focuses on the distribution of oil, and it’s a dirty business.
Syriana  has the moral weight of a documentary, questioning the stranglehold  which the west have on Middle Eastern supply and positing a theory of  cause and affect as an explanation for suicide bombers.
‘Corruption?’,  an oil executive yells in one scene when slapped with a subpoena.  ‘Corruption is why you and i are prancing around in here instead of  fighting over scraps of meat out there in the street’.
It’s not all  self-importance and idealism. The score, beautiful photography and  measured editing give it fhe feel of a thriller, building momentum  towards an inevitable climax.
The cast carry some of the weight too.  Not originally intended for the part, Clooney’s role as pudgy,  unremarkable Bob Barnes is being mooted by the Oscar-pickers at the  Academy. Having sprouted a greasy beard, lank hair and gained  thirty-five pounds, he’s the polar opposite of his previous incarnation  as smooth criminal Danny Ocean.
Matt Damon is as he always is,  predictable but reliable as the hollowed father profiting from his loss  of his son. The rest of the talented cast are too numerous to discuss  here, but Alexander Siddig should be noted, best-known for his role as  the on-board medic in Star Trek. His portrayal of Prince Nassir is  jaw-dropping and has earned him some major credit.
Unfortunately,  this ambitious effort does have a flaw: at a single viewing it may be  trying to do too much at once. The sheer size of the cast makes it  difficult to keep hold of all the strands. But for those willing to let a  few loose ends fall, Syriana makes an gripping ride.
In a nutshell? Pay attention.